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This site contains CWNY’s works from 3/3/12 through 7/31/21, when CWNY ceased writing, as noted by his family in The Minstrel Sleeps. To download a pdf of all posts from this time period, go to About this site. (You may also download individual posts and pages, using a plugin we’ve made available.)
Please note that this site includes all posts from his previously de-platformed blog, which were completely restored as of 6/10/22. Should you wish to view only those restored posts, use the category link: Older posts (pre-April 2019).
For CWNY’s writing from 5/25/06 to 2/25/12, visit his older blog, still available here.
More content on this site is also available on the Remembrances page, which includes his final, albeit unfinished, Christmas story, and To His Readers (4/21/19), which he posted after his return from being deplatformed.
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Archives
Category Archives: Faithful hearts
The Minstrel Sleeps
Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. ________________________ To the faithful in Christ … Continue reading
Community of the Blood
O momentary grace of mortal men,Which we more hunt for than the grace of God!Who builds his hope in air of your good looksLives like a drunken sailor on a mast,Ready, with every nod, to tumble downInto the fatal bowels … Continue reading
The Seal of the Living God
And I saw in the right hand of him that sat on the throne a book written within and on the backside, sealed with seven seals. And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, Who is worthy … Continue reading
Even to the Edge of Doom
To My Readers — I was unable to post on June 5th because of internet problems beyond my control. I do not believe that computers are intrinsically evil; if I did I would never use them. But on the whole … Continue reading
We Must Hate the Devil and His Minions
I will be flesh and blood;For there was never yet philosopherThat could endure the toothache patiently,However they have writ the style of godsAnd made a push at chance and sufferance. – Much Ado About Nothing __________________ On the instant stood … Continue reading
It Will Be Now
He was a man, take him for all in all… _____________________________ Hamlet. Not a whit; we defy augury. There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, ‘tis not to come; if it be not … Continue reading
The Shadow of Satan
‘Tis the time’s plague, when madmen lead the blind. –King Lear _________________________________ In his song-poem “My Old Kentucky Home,” Stephen Collins Foster describes the sorrow involved when what was once our home is no more: The day goes by like … Continue reading
White Privilege
“The way I’ve been obliged to see it is this: our ideas and instincts work upon our memory of these people who have lived before us, and so they take on some clarity of outline. It’s not to our credit … Continue reading
Cannon Hinnant
Sleep on, beloved, sleep and take thy rest,Lay down thy head upon thy Savior’s breast;We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best–Good night! Good night! Good night! -Sarah Doudney ___________________________________ The murder of five year old Cannon Hinnant was … Continue reading
Back from the Dead
LEAR: Prithee go in thyself; seek thine own ease. This tempest will not give me leave to ponderOn things would hurt me more. But I’ll go in.[To the Fool] In, boy; go first.- You houseless poverty-Nay, get thee in. I’ll pray, … Continue reading